.All through the South, I had trouble at crossing the street.
Cut out the cradle, still rocking, but aimless and endlessly missing the beat.
And I can't shake this cold, as boredom turns into sleep.
And who you gonna hold to all the promises you don't keep?
And yes, I'm sure we'd .
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